The Struggle of a Child
Sad to see us
"Dad, don't go first" I told my sister.
"Why Nak?" ask my father for sadness.
"Father because we were just in Mom's house" I replied, looking at my father's back. "We're still scared, Dad. Stay here both," I said.
My father's face immediately turned bitter after hearing the request of his daughter who had always been an encouragement for his life.
"Son, if you don't work, what do we eat?" ask dad. Walking with food. "If you don't work. What school are you going to?" ask my dad to come back.
"Dad, you won't snack again" said my sister.
"Yes, Dad. We'll just play. Even though we don't have pocket money" I said, Standing up to see my father who was busy with his work.
The eyes of my father were immediately glimmered staring at me and my sister. His twilight face looked like he wanted to cry.
"Son, how could you play and not snack" said my father, compiling the meal. "Son, eat first!" the door, put the plate and the glass.
"Sister, you must be sad to see us?!" said my sister, staring at my father's nanar.
Instantly my sad face immediately stained to see my father who takes care of us alone at this time. My dad was so busy looking. He was confused as to which to do. His mind looks chaotic and tangled. His face has now been bent I see.
"Son, come! Let's eat first. You'll shower later" suggested my father. Sit down to the dishes that are available.
"Sister, but I'm not hungry" whispered my sister slowly.
"Ana, you don't eat. Later Dad will be sadder," I said begging my sister.
"Liyan, is your pain still bad, son?" ask dad.
The stepped leg slowly walked slowly. "Son, Dad," I answered directly, looking at my father's many-minded face.
"Son, if it's still sick. Just say. Don't cover. I'm gonna be sadder, son!" dad said.
I got into a dilemma after hearing it. Slowly these legs I dragged as hard as I could while pulling my spoiled sister's arm.
"Ana, we're eating here, yeah!" talk to my hard-to-arrange sister.
"Yes Kak" said my sister softened.
Even a weak little body I dropped on the floor. All the raging taste held back the tears that wanted to drip.
"Son, eat a lot, yeah!" pinta my father was waving, putting rice in our plates. "If you say less to me. Let me get you some more, yeah!" she said softly.
"Yes, Dad" replied my sister.
My father felt so sad to see the two of us. The rice he swallowed was not enjoyed with a happy heart.
"Dad, why are you quiet?" manyu astonished.
My father immediately raised his gaze. The look on his face he neutralized directly to keep us. So that my brother and I do not dissolve in his sadness.
"Son, I ate it long ago, I'm like this" my father replied.
"Well, eat it not for long" said my brother. Tau sok.
"Why can't it take long?" I asked, glancing at my sister astonished.
"Say it like that, brother," replied my sister.
"Who said?" my many.
My sister's face instantly blushed in embarrassment like a boiled crab. The rice he put in his mouth looked so timid.
"The son of this one father always knows a lot," greeted my father while poking rice in the mouth. "If you ate it long ago, why would you kid?" tanyakanya.
Me and my sister immediately sat face to face while enjoying the rice in front of us sallypak for a mouthful.
"Dad, don't we eat fast. We're quick to play, "grabbing my sister, looking down embarrassed.
My nose immediately stopped swinging half in the air. Both mouths gaping, followed by these widened eyes.
My sister looked at me and raised her head. The rice I chewed was now restrained from seeing my surprised sister.
"Why Dad ?" ask my sister to object.
"Yes, Son. Because I can't see you all the time" my father regretted deeply.
"But Dad, we're not going to play far" said my sister.
"Dad knows son. But your friends if they play do not know the way home" said my father.
My father's eyes were so sad to see us both. It feels like my father is so desperate to leave us. But my father had no other choice. With a heavy heart he must sincerely leave us both in the house.
"Dad, if you go pull a rickshaw. We're here to be lonely" I said, looking at the empty plate.
Both corners of my father's eyes instantly turned sad. My father looked straight ahead with a blank look. His sad face instantly enveloped his already tired body.
"Son, I won't be home for long" my father said. A sweet seat accompanied us to finish the meal.
I was silent for a moment while holding an empty glass. "Dad, if you've been home a long time, what would you like?" aska I want to know.
"Yes, Dad," my sister continued.
"Son, if you're not home. The door's locked, yeah!" pinta my father begged.
"In the key, Dad," I answered, glancing at the door.
"Yes, Son. If someone calls. Don't open!" my father's advice, look at us grievingly.
"Dad, it means you don't work today, do you?" ask my sister again.
My father was silent for a moment to see our poor. Sitting long on his stool.
"Remember Nak! Don't make me sad, yeah! If you say you can't come out. Yeah, can't be, kid!" persuade my father to be gentle.
A little bit I already understood what my father felt. There aren't many words I can say right now, other than seeing my father and sister.
"Dad, we're not going to be so hard" I said, seeing my father cleaning the table.
"Good Son! If it is like that. So, I'm calm when I go to work!" said my father was happy.
My sister was already full and no longer heard the words from her mouth little by little.
"So, is Dad working today?" my sad question is to see my father fight alone to raise us.
My father immediately stopped his shiny hand on the table. "Yes Nak! Dad's plan, today I'm going to work" he explained, turning to me. "But, because of the request of these two Father's Children! So, I decided not to work today, how? Is your son happy?" ask my father sumringah.
"Horry! Finally, I don't work, brother," cried my sister in excitement.
Looking at my sister, I immediately turned my head to compose the dirty dishes as well as the other food marks.
"Dad, I'm so happy" said my sister.
"Because you've been willing to accompany us to play at home," I said, putting down the dirty dishes.
"Dad was happy too. Today I saw your funny and often quarrelsome behavior" my father said. Sit down to see my own sister enjoying her drink.
From the kitchen I was very happy, even though tomorrow I don't know what will happen next.
"Dad, but I promise, yes! You won't leave us" I said.
A smile mixed with sadness looks strewn on my father's face twilight. "Son, I can't possibly leave you guys behind" he explained.
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